If that's only because they wanted you to be tested as a new meat product, then we can easily arrange that at the grinders...
Anger spread across Dionysia's face. "It's because they want a proper environment for me to live in! How much can you learn when you're surrounded by vykkers night and day worrying if you're functioning properly? They sent me away from there because they wanted the vykkers do do some work and they sent me here so you could prove that them killing you might be a bad thing! What use is 8 years work on more efficient mudokon workers when you've managed to get the result killed and eaten?" Odd, if this glukkon was any slower he'd be going backwards. "And yeah, I saw the crash. And that guy," She waved her arm at Kilsa, "Climbed out of the train afterwards. His sligs looked like they had something to do with it too. I think he killed one of them with it. Lucky for you I wasn't hit." She was going to make this very simple. "Cause if i get hurt you get executed. You understand that now?"
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